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Apr 2018
What is there to believe?
Whats left? What's next?
Like a magician with a card up their sleeve
Everything that's important..
Ceases to matter to me.

So Fake; Make believe..

Pick a set of false memories
Make a book and read it thrice
Pick a destination and throw the dice

It's just, it's just this life...
Nobody
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Nobody  The end of the world
(The end of the world)   
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       ---, Nobody, Zeljka Clark, Rick, Hannah Marr and 1 other
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